Looking at the blood on her chest, Song Ma murmured to herself, "I'm not lying, it's my blood."
She got up and walked outside, standing at the doorway. "I'm not lying, it's my blood."
“Yes, that’s how you should think,” Song Yan encouraged his mother…
As soon as Song Cheng and the others returned, they sensed that something was off about the atmosphere in the room.
"What's wrong with you?" Song Huaqing asked.
At this moment, neither Song Huadong nor Old Mrs. Song said a word!
He Xiaofen clarified things for everyone. She wasn't afraid at all; if someone was injured or killed, it was she who did it.
Song Huaqing felt that Song Huadong was, after all, her own younger brother, and she still cared about him to some extent. "You can't just beat someone to death, can you? Huadong, you should go and check on him right away."
Song Huadong was incredibly arrogant when he was beating people, but he was scared now. "I'm not going!"
"You hit someone, if you don't go, who will?" Song Huaqing said angrily. He felt it was bad luck for someone to die in his own house.
Grandma Song finally came to her senses. "Song Cheng, go. Go see what that slut looks like now."
Song Cheng definitely didn't want to go either. But would Grandma let Third Uncle go? No way. Could she possibly order his own father to go?
Song Cheng reluctantly went to his second uncle's room...
Song Ma stood inside the door, and Song Yan didn't urge her. Song Yan assumed that Song Ma was gathering her emotions.
There were footsteps outside.
"Bang!"
The door frame is made of solid wood at a 90-degree angle.
Song Ma's forehead slammed into it, causing her to stumble back several steps.
Song Ma's forehead cut, about an inch long, bled instantly.
"I'm not lying, it's my own blood! I won't let them call you a bastard anymore." Blood streamed down his face!
"Mom!" This "Mom" came from Song Yan's heart. It wasn't out of obligation, nor out of pity.
Song Ma said I don't lie, that it's my blood, and it really does mean exactly what it says.
When Song Cheng opened the door, he saw his second aunt covered in blood.
Song Ma lunged at Song Cheng, shouting, "Hit me! I'll let you hit me, hit me all you want!"
Song Cheng was terrified, raising his hands. Had his second aunt gone mad? He tried to back away and run, but his second aunt wouldn't let go. Having no other choice, he reached out and pushed his second aunt…
Song Cheng's hands are now covered in blood!
Song Yan ran out and opened the door, shouting, "Help! Murder! Help! Someone help me! Go find the police!"
After shouting, Song Yan ran back to the yard and kicked Song Cheng away. The others couldn't see Song Cheng dodging when they came in.
The scalp has the richest blood supply, and with such a large wound, blood gushed out instantly. Song Ma is now a blood-soaked mess.
Song Yan pressed a handkerchief to his wound, crying out, "Help! Help!"
The people inside came out, the passersby came in, and then the neighbors from the left and right also arrived.
"My mom's going to be beaten to death! Uncles and sirs, please help me, please get her to the hospital!"...
The neighbors all came to help. Some helped take him to the hospital, others helped find the police.
The Song family has once again attracted a new wave of attention.
The whole family beat Song Lao Er's wife half to death.
Comrade Song Ermei is covered in blood. She's in such serious condition; she needs to be hospitalized immediately for emergency treatment.
Song Ma was then sent to the surgical ward.
The surgical corridor was noisy. Someone shouted, "Hurry and save someone!" Another shouted, "Where are the doctors and nurses?"
The sound of footsteps, both light and heavy, indicated that many people were arriving.
Song Jun curiously went over to take a look, and oh my god, he was scared out of his wits.
Second Aunt, you were fine when you went home last night, how did you end up like this?
Someone whispered in his ear, "Is he going to get beaten to death?"
Song Yan was filled with worry and fear. His mother had hit him so hard; he hoped she hadn't really been seriously injured!
Song Yan looked terrible, and his body was covered in blood.
Song Jun didn't know how he got back to the ward; if he hadn't been holding onto the wall, he wouldn't have been able to walk back.
Mr. Song just had his drainage tube removed today, and he's doing quite well. He's even looking forward to being discharged from the hospital soon.
How did the Song army end up like this after they went out?
"What's going on outside? Why are you so scared?" Song's father asked, puzzled.
Song Jun couldn't remember that his father was a patient, so he blurted out, "Second Aunt, it's Second Aunt!"
This alarmed Mr. Song, as he had clearly heard someone shouting for help.
Mr. Song struggled to get out of bed and try to walk outside. He was still receiving an IV drip.
Song Jun quickly picked up the IV bottle and followed. By then, his legs were no longer weak.
Song Ma had an external injury that required a surgeon to stitch it up, and Song Yan couldn't help her, so she leaned against the wall outside the ward.
Song Yan was thinking about how her mother had been beaten, injured, and bled so much. She was trying to figure out how to handle the situation properly, so that her mother wouldn't have suffered all this for nothing.
When Mr. Song ran to the ward door, he saw his daughter leaning weakly against the wall, her eyes glazed over, her hands covered in blood…
Mr. Song felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and all sorts of bad thoughts came flooding back.
The sight of this outside the ward was heartbreaking. Mr. Song, barefoot and hunched over, stared blankly at his daughter, while Song Jun held up the IV drip for him.
Mr. Song rushed outside without even putting on his shoes.
"What happened to your mother?" Mr. Song pulled his daughter to look at her. "So much blood, is it because you're injured?" He said, then realized something was wrong. If his daughter was injured, she shouldn't be outside the door. "Your mother, your mother... what happened? She was fine yesterday!"
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